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Post by Maria Beilschmidt on Oct 28, 2011 19:58:30 GMT -5
hmph. *crosses arms across her chest* I 'vasn't the one who started this....
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Aideen O'Connell
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Post by Aideen O'Connell on Oct 28, 2011 19:58:49 GMT -5
Like I give a damn about havin' a war! I want to kick her ass! *mutters something in Irish about being called a ginger*
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Post by Maria Beilschmidt on Oct 28, 2011 20:01:57 GMT -5
*just glares at Aideen*
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Post by Adina Batia on Oct 28, 2011 21:31:20 GMT -5
I will smack you both. *shakes head* Shalom. Peace. Do you want more people to die over a silly disagreement?
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Post by Maria Beilschmidt on Oct 28, 2011 21:45:00 GMT -5
...*sighes* Nein... 'und mein bruder 'vouldn't like me getting into a fight 'vithout his permission -w-
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Post by Adina Batia on Oct 28, 2011 21:47:47 GMT -5
Good. Now apologize to each other and make a peace treaty. By Allah.....*rubs temples*
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Aideen O'Connell
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Post by Aideen O'Connell on Oct 28, 2011 21:52:04 GMT -5
-___-* Fine. Ay'm sorry you're such a bitch, Maria.
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Post by Maria Beilschmidt on Oct 28, 2011 21:54:50 GMT -5
-_-;;* 'und I'm sorry you're a rude drunk, Aideen.
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Post by Adina Batia on Oct 28, 2011 21:57:07 GMT -5
............................*FACEPALMS* You two are going to be such a joy... I'm going to pray for you both.
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Post by Antonio Fernandez Carriedo on Nov 2, 2011 22:51:30 GMT -5
While the girls were arguing, Spain was drowning his sorrows in a bottle of wine. Well, three actually.
"Ay... ¿Qué es este mundo?..." He took another sip from his glass. "Mis amigos no están cerca... Romano me odia..." Another sip. "La sala de conferencias se ha convertido en una taberna... Y yo soy el Rioja."
With a drunk sigh, usually cheery country looked up and saw Israel stopping another one of Ireland and Berlin's fights. He chuckled, reminded of himself when he, France, and Prussia would hang out together.
"Hn... Aquellos eran los días..."
*"Ay... What is this world coming to?... My friends aren't around... Romano hates me... The Conference room has turned into a tavern... And I'm out of Rioja."
"Hn... Those were the days..."
Rioja = A popular Spanish wine
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Post by Maria Beilschmidt on Nov 2, 2011 22:54:03 GMT -5
Berlin stared at Spain with the stare she learned from Germany. "Is there not a single sober person is this 'vorld anymore...?" She aloud to herself.
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Post by Antonio Fernandez Carriedo on Nov 2, 2011 23:14:03 GMT -5
Though drunk, Spain was suprisingly sober enough to stand. He strolled over to where the girls stood, and smirked. With half-closed lids, he wrapped his arm around Berlin's waist, pulling her close. "La bellaza," He chuckled softly, "You don't scare me." He had the strong scent of alcohol on his breath.
*Beautiful
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Post by Maria Beilschmidt on Nov 2, 2011 23:20:04 GMT -5
Berlin's expression became struck with horror. She tried to struggle out of Spain's hold on her. "IMBECILE!!" She scolded him. "I don't like being touched, verdammit!!" Her cheeks turned slightly red in shock and surprise. "Let go of me, NOW! Don't make me send mein army after you!"
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Post by Antonio Fernandez Carriedo on Nov 3, 2011 8:43:12 GMT -5
Even when he was drunk, Spain could recognize a serious threat. "Very well, mi amor." He sighed, brushing Berlin's cheek before releasing her. "Besides, we all know that you're taken." He casually turned and began to stroll out of the room, leaving behind an absolutely furious Berlin. "Adiós, chicas..."
*"My love" "Bye girls"
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Post by Maria Beilschmidt on Nov 3, 2011 13:07:35 GMT -5
Berlin glared at Spain as he left, grumbling about how she should have taken her gun out on him. Until what he said processed through her mind. Her cheeks darkened even more. "WHO SAID I 'VAS TAKEN, YOU IMBECILE??" She yelled after him.
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